Showing posts with label wrinkles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wrinkles. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Talk To Me



Somewhere above the eyes between the wrinkles in my forehead reads a sign that apparently says "Talk To Me". Seemingly random strangers begin conversations with me and impart information that would be best left to their therapists. I am not a therapist nor do I play one in the theatre or on television. I must have the "look" that says you can tell me your deepest, darkest secrets, I do not mind and I have all day! Generally this occurs at gas stations, restaurants and grocery stores. Grocery Store lines are the preeminent place to collect nuts. Being a genteel Southern Belle it is very difficult to extract oneself from these tricky situations. I am offering this bit of advice, DO NOT MAKE EYE CONTACT. Go about your business, do not look left or right, absolutely under no circumstances are you to look behind you. This is a sure signal that you are interested and will stay until the clerk starts clearing her throat or you look to the clerk for rescue. A sure way to start a conversation in the grocery store line is to purchase "unusual" vegetables even the check out folks do not recognize such as daikon, leeks, rutabagas and parsnips. I love to talk to people, really I do, however in the grocery store before dinner and after work is not my favorite time to be cordial. I want to get in and out as quickly as possible. Due to the exorbitant cost of gasoline...gas station conversations are almost impossible to avoid. It is a quick segue from "wow, these gas prices are killer" to "yep, I've had to give up my mani and pedi" or "looks like I'm having beans and rice for supper again." Here again, the key is to not make eye contact unless you have all the time in the world. I frequently talk about strangers being friends we haven't met yet and while this is true...every stranger is not your friend nor would you want them to be. I am sure a serial killer somewhere is waiting for me to make eye contact. Due to the eclectic nature of my reading habits I have encountered some very unusual people in the bookstores. My advice here would be to quickly shift your eyes from right to left and look over your shoulder alot, this discourages quite a few interested parties from extensive conversation. Of course, there is the option of talking to oneself....and answering. Works every time.

DISCLAIMER: The author of this post claims no responsibility for advice given at this location. She is also very talkative herself so much of this advice can totally be disregarded.

How about you? Are you a magnet for conversation wanted or otherwise?

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Hey Beautiful!


Freckles
Natasha Bedingfield
I used to care so much about what others think about Almost didn’t have a thought of my own
The slightest remark would make me embark
On the journey of self doubt
But that was a while ago
This girl has got stronger
If I knew then what I know now
I would have told myself don’t worry any longer its okay
Cuz a face without freckles is like a sky without stars
Why waste a second not loving who you are
Those little imperfections make you beautiful, lovable, valuable,
They show your personality inside your heart
Reflecting who you are
Who you are
Who you are
Who you are
I wondered if I could trade my body with somebody else in magazines
With the whole world full at my feet
I phantom worthy and would blame my failures on the ugliness I could see
When the mirror looked at me
Sometimes I feel like the little girl who doesn’t belong in her own world
But im getting better
And im reminding myself
Cuz a face without freckles is a sky without stars
Why waste a second not loving who you are
Those little imperfections make you beautiful, lovable, valuable,
They show your personality inside your heart
Reflecting who you are
Reflecting who you are
Reflecting who you are
HmmmWhoooooo whoa hmmmm oooooo
Cuz a face without freckles is a sky without stars
Why waste a second not loving who you are
Those little imperfections make you beautiful, lovable, valuable,
They show your personality inside your heart
Reflecting who you are
I really like this young artist. Her music is not typical of what I listen to generally but I love it!
So many messages are passed along in the lyrics of a song. I have the "Unwritten" cd which I love and play very LOUD! My newest cd is "Pocketful of Sunshine" which is becoming a favorite. One of the songs that really caught my attention includes the above lyrics entitled, "Freckles". I used to anguish over the freckles I had as a young girl because most of the other girls did not have freckles. My dad, great man that he was, sang this silly little ditty he made up, I can only remember part of it...She's got freckles on her, but she's pretty (pronounced purty) It always made me smile. The beautiful women that come to my mind, are not "magazine" beautiful. They have imperfections, however these women radiate a beautiful spirit. Lovely beyond words! Some fret over wrinkles or a less than perfect hair day but their loveliness extends far beyond such trivial matters. True beauty goes way beyond the external features.
I anguish over the young girls that starve themselves or overeat because of a distorted sense of self worth. My prayer is that each girl, woman, mature woman will understand her true value and that it encompasses much more than what the "world" sees. A nature that is divine and royal. As a woman coming to terms with the approaching age of 50, I still get little moments of doubt looking in the mirror...it's like...whoa, who are you? Time is marching across my face and body and there is not a thing short of cosmetic surgery that I can do about it. Reflecting upon the changes... I have experienced many things and if that shows on my face, why in the world would I change that? Most days I love who I've become and on the other days, there is CHOCOLATE!!! Hey Beautiful, How are you today?